30 Days of Puckurt Drabble: Day 15
Ooh, babies! Halfway done!
Today is day fifteen of the 30 Days of Puckurt Drabble in June!
Here are the posting rules for the drabbles; please remember to include a rating in your subject line if your fic is anything higher than PG!
As patchfire mentioned, we're looking for one or more talented graphic designers who would be willing to design one or ( Read more... )
Today is day fifteen of the 30 Days of Puckurt Drabble in June!
Here are the posting rules for the drabbles; please remember to include a rating in your subject line if your fic is anything higher than PG!
As patchfire mentioned, we're looking for one or more talented graphic designers who would be willing to design one or ( Read more... )
"What is it, Puck?" Kurt replied with a sigh, stopping in his tracks and pulling a compact mirror from his bag to reapply a light layer of concealer under his left eye.
"I totes saw you last night!"
Rolling his eyes at the boy's atrocious word choice, Kurt finished his touch-up and gave Puck a harsh look, "No you didn't."
"C'mon, I did," Puck argued, much to Kurt's dismay. He really wasn't the brightest bulb on the string, was he?
"And what's the first rule?" Kurt asked, a leading question that he hoped Puck would pick up on.
"I know, I know," Puck replied, to Kurt's relief. "Don't talk about it. But, dude, where do you learn that shit?"
Puck looked very impressed and Kurt couldn't help but preen a bit, turning his nose up and continuing his walk to class. A look back assured him that Puck was following and he replied, "Self-defense classes, the Cheerios, and a secret appreciation for Bruce Lee movies."
"No shit?" Puck asked, grabbing Kurt's arm and then wincing and pulling his hand away at the look he received. "I mean damn, dude, I never would have guessed."
"Are we done now?"
"But you're so badass! Why wouldn't you just fight back when the jocks give you crap?" Puck looked genuinely confused, which was kind of adorable on him.
"And get suspended for ruining the team's chances at playoffs?" Kurt scoffed. "Not really included in my 'get out of this cow-town plan' is it?"
"Dude, you could injure the whole football team?"
"I've never tried," Kurt smirked, stopping at his classroom. "But after taking down that behemoth Krause at Club..."
Puck nodded, his mouth sort of open until he licked his lips and closed it. "I-I'll see you around, Hummel," he stuttered, looking back a few times as he walked away.
Kurt wasn't sure whether Puck was scared of him now or had a crush, but either way, he felt very pleased with himself as he sat down in history class and pulled a sparkly blue pen from his bag, ready to take notes. School would help him get out of here, just like fight club was keeping him sane in the mean time. Kurt wondered if Puck would show up next Tuesday, because he had a feeling kicking the jock's ass would be highly satisfying, perhaps for both of them if Santana's stories were to be believed. He just had to make sure to avoid damaging that pretty face.
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Fight Club Kurt! This is now my favorite thing in the world!
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I kind of love the idea of Kurt showing up at Fight Club.
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(And Kurt getting tips from Santana? EPIC.)
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